A man like me…the black man you see
Standing here in front of you…
In your eyes…but out of view
Always knew…
What its like to be
A man…a black man like me
Can you tell me…
The black man you see
Standing here in front of you
Face to face…but out of view
Something new…about what it’s like
To be a man…a black man like me
Now look at me…stare deep into the mirror of my soul
And see yourself…
In my pain
In my degradation
In my crucifixion
In my resurrection…
Know me as I am
And receive salvation…
From a black man
Like me
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